So, I'm sitting in my ground blind watching a doe at the feeder 30 yards away. I have a back pond 70 yards behind her that sits along the woods line. I'm watching this doe for 5 minutes then all of the sudden BOOM. I knew it was on my property but stunned at how close it seemed. I left the blind and see a man walking down from the pond, NO hunters orange. I get closer and still cant make out who it is as dusk is approaching. He says hi and calls me by my name. It's my hays guys 40 year old son that lives 1/2 mile away. Mind you, his farm to hunt is the same size as mine and he had to cross on other piece of posted property to get onto my land. I was pissed and he knew it, he also knew he had no permission to be there but was caught red f'ing handed. I'll leave out the explitives but asked him what he shot at. He said a buck was walking down the hill from his left to right and thinks he missed. The buck was walking right to the doe and corn. Blood was everywhere and the deer was tracked onto yet another neighbors property. Once I got home I've had tome to reflect how lucky I am that that buck came walking down the field and the trespasser didn't notice the doe first. He would have shot right at me. I really like my hay guy and that is the only reason I didn't call the game warden today but I can't think of a reason to not call him tomorrow. Its freaking me out. Vent over. Holy crap that was a close one.

I wouldn't care who he is, I would have called the GW right in front of him. We have problems with people trespassing on our lease all the time. I have called the sheriff several times. I pay a lot of money for the hunting rights and i will protect those rights. Some people just don't care.

call in asapcall the hay guy.a lot of these folks think they can runwilly nilly when the owner goes back towhere ever. either that or it's " waaalwe bin huntin' here fer 10-15 year, en'ol lester jes tol us to come eny timewe tooka notion."make damn sure they know ol' lester doesn'town it anymore. you do, and you didn't giveanyone permission to be there.would sonny have called in for help if he'dhave put one in you?

Send him a bill for hunting hunting your land that is the same as if you had a paid hunter. Send a copy to his Dad. Make the number on the bill worth your while and make sure that he gets the message. Also ask the "hunter" if he thinks his stupidity is worth his Dad loosing his hay lease. Hay is worth a lot nowdays and no one needs to mention the price of cattle at all.

So, I'm sitting in my ground blind watching a doe at the feeder 30 yards away. I have a back pond 70 yards behind her that sits along the woods line. I'm watching this doe for 5 minutes then all of the sudden BOOM. I knew it was on my property but stunned at how close it seemed. I left the blind and see a man walking down from the pond, NO hunters orange. I get closer and still cant make out who it is as dusk is approaching. He says hi and calls me by my name. It's my hays guys 40 year old son that lives 1/2 mile away. Mind you, his farm to hunt is the same size as mine and he had to cross on other piece of posted property to get onto my land. I was pissed and he knew it, he also knew he had no permission to be there but was caught red f'ing handed. I'll leave out the explitives but asked him what he shot at. He said a buck was walking down the hill from his left to right and thinks he missed. The buck was walking right to the doe and corn. Blood was everywhere and the deer was tracked onto yet another neighbors property. Once I got home I've had tome to reflect how lucky I am that that buck came walking down the field and the trespasser didn't notice the doe first. He would have shot right at me. I really like my hay guy and that is the only reason I didn't call the game warden today but I can't think of a reason to not call him tomorrow. Its freaking me out. Vent over. Holy crap that was a close one.

The 40 year old son will someday return to hunt your land since you didn't report him to his father or the game warden. Your silence gives him (the 40 year old son) the green light to do it again.